Before I leave Edge for the day, Valentine updates me on the latest social media whirl after our club sighting.
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Malcolm Saint, our favorite bad boy, in a relationship? So, readers, do you believe that our sexiest bachelor could ever be monogamous? I sure donât . . .
Twitter:
Spotted this weekend @MalcolmSaint back on with the lying reporter!
Sheâs SO wrong for you @MalcolmSaint SO WRONG!!!! YOUâRE A PRINCE AND SHEâS A FROG!
On his Interface page:
Saint, my darling! Jeremiah and I sent you an invite to our 1st anniversaryâyou can bring your friend along.
On Facebook:
Just PMâed you, S. Weâre planning the yearly group trip to Monte Carlo. RSVP soon?
His Instagram:
Your new girl is luscious and lovely! Call me if you want me to meet her and kiss her, give you a little show. CALL ME!
âYouâve hired a team of bodyguards, I hope?â Valentine asks me when he closes the internet search.
âNo, but I have a Saint protecting me,â I say, tongue in cheek.
âSo itâs a no to that threesome that womanâs offering?â he baits.
âReally, that lady has no clue how full Saintâs hands are going to be with me.â
Valentine laughs, and I shake my head and head to the elevators, smiling to myself. Sin, oh Sin, should I learn to wrestle so I can properly deal with these chicks?
Canât we just tell them all Iâm the one who has dibs on you?